The beginning of the journey
I’m sat in bed one evening, scrolling through Recon and finding lots of profiles but not too many I felt I clicked with. A profile looking for fisting holes - ouch, that's a pass. ‘Hey’ messages appearing and going nowhere. However I did stumble across one profile that looked promising with the name ‘Crispy’. Fit guy in rubber showing as active and with lots of similar interests. His profile description also mentioned collaring and owning a slave including permanent chastity. My dick became rock hard so I decided to message. Past the obligatory exchanging of likes and interests we chatted on and off for a good year or so. The chats were friendly with the correct level of kinky flirting - enough to know that we had the same kinky master/slave interest but not too much to make me nervous this guy would kidnap me. Finally a date was planned after we’d stopped being so bloody busy and popular in our private lives. I was ordered to not cum for a week and this lead me to thinking about ...